Legacies Monster Novels & Stories

Jay hissed. “There’s not a thing in this world that I actually care about.” Monster appeared indifferent. “Is that so? What about your daughter?” Jay sat up straight. His profound pupils were locked onto Monster’s eyes. Monster’s smile froze slightly. “I don’t have a daughter.” He suddenly roared like thunder. Jay curled his lips. “Why are you getting stirred up?” He crossed his legs again, calmly admiring Monster’s current ugly state. Monster realized that he had lost his temper and forced himself to calm down. However, he could not help but ask, “Is Lil Thirteen dead or alive?”

This only made him get angry and beat her harder. “I don’t care if you die! I would not take anyone disrespecting me! You don’t do that to me!He kept blabbering like he was a god, insisting on being respected. He did not care if she died. Someone walks into the end and meets her being beaten by Quincy. It’s Andrew, Quincy’s beta who can only do nothing but watch Elena be beaten up. No one can stop Quincy from doing what he wants. It’s her parent’s fault for bringing her to such a man.

I hope to see Douglas soon, Lucinda would surely take care of him. To evade suspicion and being noticed, I changed to an alien maid. I would totally fit in with my new nature. As an alien maid, you belonged to the black moon. The black moon is the dark version of the real golden moon, here the dark queen resides with her aliens, most of those she sent to enforce her will and rule on the world. I'm a spirit that stands on the side of light while she stands on the side of darkness. Her celestial name is Devon, no one knows this except her children who are witches and hybrids, with both witch and vampire nature, in the world. One of them is Pandora who is her direct descendant. I can sense her

Dmitri worriedly asked when tears started falling from the retired Diamantaire’s eyes. “Yes, yes ! Just that I feel bad for what I missed at Melody’s birth and turned such a joyous occasion into a heart breaking one. Please forgive me, Dmitri,” Tyler Blaydes repented. “Dad !” Dmitri softly said as he led the elder man to his comfortable chair and helped him sit down before giving him a glass of water. “Bygones are bygones, Dad. You loved your daughter and wanted the best for her. If it were not for your threat, Melody and I would not have relocated and she would not have found her soulmate, Ethan ! Everything happens for a reason, Dad. You have showered us with loads of love in every way tha

“You don’t have to face this alone. Whatever comes next, I’ll be right here.” I shook my head, my resolve hardening. “You’ve done enough, Adrian. More than I could have ever asked for. But this is my battle now.” He frowned. “You don’t have to—” “I do,” I interrupted, my voice firm. “Marcus isn’t just trying to destroy me. He’s trying to erase my father’s legacy, and that’s something I can’t let happen. This final fight—it has to be mine.” Adrian searched my face, and after a moment, he nodded. “If that’s what you want, I’ll respect it. But promise me you’ll be careful.”

He chuckled mockingly. “And you think it’s easy burying your loved ones? This is the survival of the fittest. Kill or be killed. Get used to it for the is the legacy your father left you.” that hurt, but he was right. “You are right about that; it is the legacy my father left me. but it is not the legacy I will leave my children. I will rather be a monster than let that happen.”

"Is that what you thought? That sleeping with a woman would somehow rewire my brain? My heart? That you could fuck the gay out of me?" "No Lancaster man has ever had such desires before." His voice turns dangerously quiet, like the calm before a tornado. "Five generations of honorable men, building a legacy you seem determined to destroy." My hands clench into fists so tight my nails draw blood from my palms. "So that's it? I'm a genetic mistake? The first Lancaster to break your precious mold?"

A legacy is the title of the immortals. The immortals like us, the Vampires that stand the test of time. We build our legacy piece by piece, so maybe the whole world will remember us or maybe just a couple of people, but you do what you can to make sure you are still around after you are gone.

At our engagement party, Michael walked on stage hand-in-hand with a pregnant woman. In front of all the high-society guests in the room, he called off our wedding. “Chloe is carrying my heir,” Michael declared. “I won’t let her suffer. You, you can stay as my side chick.” The crowd erupted into laughter. Michael’s friends cheered, passing cash around. “Told you!” one snickered. “That desperate loser won’t ever leave him. I won the bet!” “Everyone knows she’s a broke nobody. Without Michael, she’s nothing.” Michael handed me a black card with a smug smirk. “Be good, and I’ll still take care of you.” I looked at his arrogant face and almost laughed out loud. Yes, I gave up everyth

I found I couldn't move my legs. "Don't worry, Elara," the Liquidator said. "I’m here to 'Negotiate.' The Collective understands your... sentimental attachment to this 'Hardware.'" He opened the briefcase. Inside was a single, glowing blue pill. "This is the **'Legacy-Patch,'**" he explained. "If you take it, your consciousness will be 'Uploaded' to a perfect recreation of 1998. You’ll have your parents. You’ll have Sarah. You’ll live forever in a loop of perfect, sun-drenched happiness."